Omegaverse Meaning Novels & Stories

my way out of this shit? “Meaning that---” Zane exclaimed but trailed off as if he didn’t know how to say it. He let out a groan of frustration and threw up his arms, growling in agitation. “You’re one of the weakest werewolves that are in existence. Even weaker than an omega.” “Oh,” I said, hiding my hurt at his words. I didn’t know what an omega was, but I guessed it wasn’t anything good. And I was weak?

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I look at him, already thinking of how to reply. “what do you mean, I don’t... I don’t understand, what you mean by that” “you know exactly what I mean charlotte, the whole pack house is in quiet shambles, no one wants to talk about the missing werewolves, we feel they are targeting wolves from our pack”

She glares at me, hurling a pan that strikes my chest and makes me stoop. "Really, who do you think you are speaking to? I am your future Luna, so stop talking, you omega!" Her voice was heard clearly. As the weakest members of the pack, omegas are more prone to injury, fatigue, and weakened immune systems than warriors, deltas, gamma, or betas. Being called omega should not feel insulting because of what she is referring to, but because of what she is referring to, it hurt me. The pain in my chest felt like something had broken in that frying pan.

"Many people helped bring this place to life, you know? It's just a place where Omegas like us can find a purpose." Torches are hanging on the walls and that's it for lighting outside the buildings. Inside them, a few people are using candles, and some even have lightbulbs. We walk past a few small homes and keep going until we reach a cavern called The Omegatrix. It's been built under the massive roots of a tree. I arch a brow at the name. "What does that even mean?"

𝗠𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗽𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱, 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗮𝘆 𝗻𝗲𝘅𝘁. "Do you know who that pack was? It was the pack where Omegas resided. Or should I say, 𝗣𝗿𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗢𝗺𝗲𝗴𝗮 𝗭𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗰𝘂𝘀' 𝗣𝗮𝗰𝗸."

I shifted very quickly, and within a minute, our two wolves stood face to face. Ash lifted his head and sniffed. “Omega,” he said. This shocked me. Ava was an omega? Seriously? I hadn’t seen that coming. Omegas were pretty rare, a specific type of wolf that oozed with fertility. Some believe omegas had extra blessings from the Moon Goddess and that they were given special breeding powers to ensure the survival of our race. “Are you sure?” I asked Ash. He sniffed the air again and then confirmed that it was true.

And I would be nothing more than a vessel, a breeding tool for whoever was strong enough to claim me, and for whatever they could extract from my body. In the werewolfdom, male omegas were the most useless of all sub-genders. At least the female omegas could conceive, but my kind was literally just a filler, we're just…there. Weak, useless, no importance, and most especially, useless. Did I mention useless?

I ask curiously. “Many paranormal beings have Omegas. Created by the gods, to be dicked and knotted by the strongest male in the clan.” Viki is so sarcastic the corners of my mouth twitch up.

"Makino Hinata." "Since there's no one else, lets start the class." The teacher said. After class, we were asked to go to the science lab for the next period and Tadashi cornered me. "You know, I've never met one before." He said sniffing my neck. "Met one what?" I asked, confused. He was so close. "A male omega, they are said to be really rare, rarer than alphas." He answered and continued sniffing me. "Oh it's you." A voice behind him called out. "Hina, it's me, Daisuke." He said.